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Jareth waited a few minutes while Mara mulled everything over. "Would you like to see more of your ancestral home?" he finally asked. "Along the way I could teach you how to control your magic, including the appearance of all those crystals." Mara nodded. "That is starting to get a bit annoying," she agreed. "Follow me, then," Jareth said, standing, and motioning Mara to come along."
As they walked, Jareth told Mara about the history of the castle, of the labyrinth. "The library, which you've already seen, is rather special. Not only are there books of Fae history and books of spells, but there are books in there that are still being written," he said, proudly. Mara raised an eyebrow at him. "How can a library contain books that aren't completed yet?" she asked.
"It's simple magic," he answered. "And these books, while I don't exactly love every bit of them, each have multiple stories in them. They're the stories written by listians, like LeAnn. Most of hers are quite humorous, actually. But all in all, most of the stories are quite enjoyable. Even I like reading them. Even now, more is being added to most of the volumes," he explained.
Jareth took her around the castle, telling her about each and every room they came to. The kitchen. The dining room. The crystal ballroom. The throneroom. The small office that Jareth used when writing out important papers in the running of the Goblin Kingdom. Then they came to a room that Mara couldn't believe was possible. There were stairs going every-which-way, upside down even.
Jareth grinned at his daughter's confused expression. Nearly everyone was bewildered when they first saw this room. "Welcome, my dear, to my room of impossibilities, also known as the Escher room, so called because its design was inspired by MC Escher's Relativity." Mara nodded. "I think LeAnn had a copy of that in her dorm room at the Academy before it was destroyed during the battle with the Second Imperium," she said.
Jareth raised an eyebrow. "Destroyed? Such a pitty," he said. "Anyway, you have a choice to make, Mara. You can accept your heritage, or you can deny it. If you choose to deny it, we won't be able to see eachother unless you call on me," he told her. He wanted to make sure she understood her options. "If you accept it, however, it means you rule the Goblin City and the labyrinth beyond it when I die. You'll be Queen of the goblins."
Mara frowned. Sure, there were perks to being a Queen, but she also loved her current life. Also, she wanted to talk this over with Luke before she actually made a decision. Jareth sensed her hesitation. "Go ahead and take all the time you need to decide, Mara. Talk it over with whomever you need to," he said. "Just call on me when you've made your decision." And with that, Mara was back in LeAnn's livingroom, looking very dazed.
